"This place will be much more comfortable after I clean it up." Allen stood in front of the stone fireplace that was burning with magic flames. He was watching the evening program on the wizard TV that was installed. It was playing some Muggle pop songs that were replaced with videos.
"Master Allen, this house is not very big, and the living room takes up most of the space. Other than the kitchen, the dining room, and the bathroom, there are only three rooms – Mr. and Mrs. Monte's bedroom, their only son's bedroom, and a small study room. How should we distribute the rooms? "Long Eye, who was scolded before, said with a troubled expression.
"Master Allen, of course, will stay in the master bedroom. Miss Luna can stay in the room that used to belong to Vice Principal Monte's son. The rest of us can renovate the study room. Although it's a little small, it's enough for us," Wolf Mother suggested.
Fatty, who was also scolded, was still heartless. "Based on the relationship between the doctor and Wolf Mother, Four Eyes, you have to be careful. Don't let the doctor find your bed in the middle of the night when he wants to find Wolf Mother."
Four Eyes just stared at Fatty coldly.
Long Eye also glared at Fatty, then ignored him and continued, "As for us men, we don't need a bedroom. Although the insulation is a little worse, squeezing in the living room is much better than sleeping in the open. We have already mastered the wilderness survival skills, and living outdoors for a month or so is not a problem. You just have to be careful when you want to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. "
"Huh? Didn't Principal Kakarov say that he had prepared an extra room when he visited the cellar … "Victor kicked the fat guy who was curled up in the chair with his legs curled up and his arms crossed. He sprung up from the large reclining chair like a spring. However, his fat butt also slightly lifted the chair off the ground, and it made a cracking sound when it landed on the ground.
Allen's gaze swept across their faces. His telepathic senses told him that these guys were purposely echoing each other. They were purposely trying to push Luna to get Luna and Allen to stay in the master bedroom so that they could gain his favor and make up for the bad impression that Victor and the others had made earlier. However, it was obvious that they shouldn't have told him in advance because they were afraid that Fatty would ruin things … Although Allen was indeed quite satisfied with this arrangement.
The Wolf Mother's lively eyes livened up her unremarkable face and added some charm to it. "It's a pity that we didn't cast the Traceless Expansion Spell on these stone houses. Even our study is barely able to accommodate the three of us. There's no way to accommodate more beds. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big deal to let you guys in. After all, it's just a single bed."
After that, Allen's gaze couldn't help but stop on Luna who was using the Spring Water Spell to water the Rabbit Ear Flowers in the vase.
"Then Allen and I will stay in the master bedroom." Luna put down the vase and walked briskly around the table. She turned around and fell back on the sofa near Allen. "After all, it's just a single bed."
In the Hogwarts, Umrich who was sitting at the faculty table was full of anxiety. Time passed little by little, and she couldn't find a way to attack Dumbledore. She fiercely forked a small piece of potato, but she used too much force and the potato split into pieces. She grumbled angrily and pushed the plate aside. The black velvet bow on her head trembled.
At this time, owls swarmed into the auditorium as usual. Umrich frowned and wanted to get up and leave. Unexpectedly, an owl circled down and landed right in front of her, knocking the plate she had just pushed aside to the floor. It was a public owl from the Ministry of Magic. Umrich raised her eyebrows and was very surprised. The minister never sent her a letter at this time.
The owl threw a letter into her arms, flapped its wings, and flew away.
Umbridge picked up the envelope with her chubby fingers, which had a dark blue gemstone ring on them. However, there was nothing on it. She turned to the back of the envelope, but there was still nothing on it. She raised her eyebrows even higher, and her eyes turned cold. She thought it was a prank by some little wizard.
Umbridge violently tore open the letter and unfolded it. Suddenly, her gaze froze. After quickly skimming through the letter, she read it from top to bottom in disbelief. Umbridge stuffed the letter into her small satchel and quickly left the auditorium, beaming with joy.
"What happened? Umrich looks very happy. She clearly hasn't made that toad-like expression for many days. "Harry forked a piece of bacon and put it into his mouth.
"Dumbledore is here. Don't worry about her." Ron softly hummed a lively little tune and recommended to Harry in a good mood. "This song is called 'YMCA'. The Muggle pop song that the TV station played last night is pretty good."
Hermione next to them was just flipping through her Daily Prophet. Hearing this, she pursed her lips and said nothing. Glancing at Harry who was softly learning the song with Ron, she felt a little pity for Harry when he was at his aunt's house. He was usually locked in the attic and derailed from the Muggle world.
Umrich, who was trotting all the way, couldn't control her expression. She smiled wholeheartedly and was smug. Although she didn't know who sent her the letter, and she didn't know whether the information in the letter about the Defense Against Black Magic Professor Lupin in the Hogwarts was true or false, she still had a clue, didn't she? Even if it was false, Umrich had to find a way to make it true. What's more, Umrich's intuition told her that this matter was likely to be true.
She hurried back to the staff dormitory, grabbed a few handfuls of gold coins from her suitcase with her stubby fingers, and threw them into a money bag. She put them into a large black handbag and walked out of the Hogwarts Castle in a flash.
Umbridge's figure appeared in a dirty alleyway. Both sides of the alleyway were filled with black magic shops. Umbridge made her way to the largest store, Boking-Bock, with great familiarity.
A few seconds later, the bell rang and Umrich walked into the shop. She bent over and carefully looked at the magic items on the counter, carefully reading the instructions on them.
A hunchbacked man appeared behind the counter, running his hand back through his greasy hair.
"Miss Umrich, it's a pleasure to see you again." Mr. Bokin said in the same greasy tone as his hair. "It's a pleasure, welcome. What can I do for you?"
"Get me an invisibility cloak." Umrich suppressed her excitement and pretended to be calm as she instructed Mr. Bokin.
After confirming that Umbridge was indeed here to buy illegal magic items, Mr. Borgin's smile became even more enthusiastic. He nodded happily. "It's just that this kind of invisibility cloak made from the fur of invisible beasts that live in the Far East is extremely precious. You know that invisible beasts have the ability to foresee the future. It's very difficult to capture them, so invisibility cloaks are very rare.
"With the passage of time, the cloak made from the fur of the invisible beast will eventually lose its effect and become opaque. But, the price is negotiable. "Umrich smiled sweetly." Mr. Bokin, I'm sure you won't reveal the fact that I'm here to buy an invisibility cloak, right? "
"Of course, beautiful lady. To be able to establish a foothold in this industry, my reputation is guaranteed. Confidentiality is the first rule of my work." Mr. Boggin's obsequious tone could not disguise his pleasure. He loved such unhaggling customers.
Umrich waited for a while before Mr. Bokin handed a black package to Umrich.
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